The Principal Of Evil made flesh

From the primeval mass 
let precious chaos vent 
Sacred flesh drenched in fornication 
beloved of Set 
may the winds gather her together 
from the secrets of men 
after thousands of years of terrifying silence 
she comes again
 
(All Destroyer)
 
The abolition of the yeshua begins...
 
Shattered are the icons of the worthless 
the Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born 
scattered are the wings of the virulent holy 
leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs
 
World without end 
cherish the lissome wants of pernicious evil 
dusk in her eyes 
torn bloody weeping skies 
darkness will hasten to devour 
and the weak will flee or die
 
Sie sind es die sich 
anderlieb festhalten 
fuer immer betend auf knien 
vor der (finisteren) goetten
 
I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine 
Abandonment unto Our Lady 
With a quenchless thirst for the infinite 
For Her that exists beyond all knowledge
 
Storming from tired centuries 
Under the glare of a waxing death-moon 
Terrible beauty of love severed 
Rip the baby from the virginal womb
 
The blood of Jesus 
Is the wine of the dead 
And the drunken angels 
Bleed with incest
 
The Liliot suckle on Her fruitful breasts 
And yield the swords that sever and stain 
There will be no act or passion wrought 
That shall not be attributed to Her names
 
To the name of Baphomet: 
Artemis, Bastet, Astarte
 
I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising

Black candles dance to an overture 
but I am drawn past their flickering lure 
to the breathing forest that surrounds the room 
where the vigilant trees push out of the womb
 
I sip the blood-red wine 
my thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time 
from knowledge drunk from the fountain of life 
from Chaos born out of love and the scythe 
the forest beckons with her nocturnal call 
to pull me close amid the baying of wolves 
where the bindings of christ are down-trodden with scorn 
in the dark, odiferous earth
 
We embrace like two lovers at death 
a monument to the trapping of breath 
as restriction is bled from the veins of my neck 
to drop roses on my marbled breast 
I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves 
and the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze 
to learn from the dark and the voices between
 
This is my will...
 
The forest whispers my name...again and again
 
I walk the path 
to the land of the Dark Immortals 
Where the hungry ones will carry my soul 
as the wild hunt careers through the boughs
 
Come to me, my Pale Enchantress 
In the moon of the woods we kiss
 
Artemis be near me 
in the arms of the ancient oak 
where daylight hangs by a lunar noose 
and the horned, hidden one is re-invoked
 
The principle of Evil 
evolution has been recalled 
Beneath the spread of a Magickal Aeon 
I stand enthralled 
...In the whispering forest

Thee I invoke, bornless one 
all woman, pure predator 
wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell 
like a seething fall from grace
 
Thee I worship...
 
Thou art darkest Gabrielle 
no church shall bar our path 
seductive Evil drink your fill 
of the bleeding christ in your arms
 
You are in my dreams 
the darkness in my eyes 
the rapture in my screams 
Black Goddess arise
 
Nothing will keep us apart 
we could kill them all 
if our desire tore free 
Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve
 
And the night draws in beside her 
as we embrace the dark side by side 
I pour my soul to those eyes full of fire 
to harvest the seed ploughed inside her
 
Archangel, snare the flesh 
suck dry the ebbing wound 
leave them lifeless and broken 
my beloved...
 
Oh, how I craved for you 
You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter 
am I to bleed myself dry to see your delight?
 
And the fear retreats forever 
(come to me...Black Goddess arise) 
when my secrets are buried in thine 
(come to me...Black Goddess arise) 
under seven stars we came together 
(come to me...Black Goddess arise) 
to plot the new age's decline 
(come to me...ARISE!)
 
Ishtar my Queen 
come forth to me 
and help me seize 
my future from the House of Death
 
That in the release of immortality 
I should slay their fucking nazarene 
Ah...the lies...the jew...I kill for you
 
Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm 
as love secretes the thrill for war 
the virgin raped shall seek to whore 
She-wolf bare your snarling jaw

Spells lay daggers before me 
passion speaks in grue vehement stabs 
Trance my eyes, fix my focus to pain 
the tumour grows until the enemy is slain
 
(Gut The Church)
 
Slightless storm 
knee-deep in hate I seeth 
my purpose here has woken to breath 
Total war on the brethren of Men 
millions regardless 
dying by my hand
 
A Black Age Of Fire 
brief in its vicious eloquence 
removing the dross 
love will arise from the ashes of your loss
 
Then and only then 
will the pleasure of Eden be mine 
and the sinews of life itself will be tied 
in the very veins of my bloodline
 
And their tears taste like wine...
 
I will rule as a king 
and the Goddess will sit as my guiding Queen 
in the glory of the earth our crowns are studded 
with the jewels of blasphemy
 
The blood is the life!
 
I seek to evoke a new order in Man 
a flood of compulsion to resurrect Khem 
the lion is vexed to uproot and descend 
Chaos my steed in the thick, clinging dust 
tempering weapons of criminal lust 
I hold sway from the East to fulfill prophecies 
thinning the cause as fresh cells to disease
 
The blood is the life!
 
Even the moon will not lend thee her light 
the darkness serves will to snuff out human life 
that I might reclaim the world as my right
 
I kill without scruple or silent regret 
in haunts of the sinister lunar aspect 
for I am the pleasure that comes from your pain 
tiny red miracles falling like...rain
 
The incessant pall of death surrounds me 
but this is not the part of me that wishes to breed 
there will be no dread thereafter 
the mysteries I reveal unto thee
 
I stir the hearts of the wisest 
by the fools I will always be feared 
my Kingdom feeds off their slaughter...
 
A crescendo of passion bleeding... 
on the pale reflection of dawn
 
Devour The Sun

Crawl in awful stealth to me 
Forever a voyeur I've been 
Nocturnal Goddess of the Moon 
So she comes, unseen
 
Thus (Uzza and Azel) speak
 
The burning seed, is thrust in Eve 
and yearning keeps me, captive of desire
 
Make me as a flower that grows 
forever in your throne 
that I might pollinate the world 
with darkness as your own 
Embrace me in spellbinding eyes 
the fire of life that never dies 
tear deeper through my paper wounds 
and never leave inside
 
Love shall consume and bathe the Lady 
whom I worship and ride therefore 
She will greet me as a serpent 
in her dark, secret Eden 
and I will always want 
for her witchcraft is 
Desire... (Desire...) 
My soul is poisoned from within...
 
I crawl with languid guilt to thee 
forever flushed in sin 
Lamia, latria I give 
my soul is poisoned from within
 
Wisdom breeds, fecundity 
and her cunt she feeds, to fulfill her desire
 
To Eve I cum...
 
Sevenfold my passion wrought 
To ransack Eden, and to taste the whore 
I cling beyond her sabled court 
She is a gateway, to that darkness lost
 
(Now dream...)
 
Oh, the fevered need for Her 
when greed and lust are sharpened in that one desire 
that all-consuming fire 
Reveal to me your mysteries, Witch 
the tree is plundered but I have the see 
to be sown in thee

We, the nocturnal few 
bound by other laws 
to the service of the enemies of god 
are silent and hidden 
yet our exquisite fire burns on 
poised to engulf...
 
Tie a man to his god 
he may not walk for fear 
of falling foul to temptation 
where once faith stood her ground
 
Renounce the guilt, ignite the flame 
cast the fetid virgin back from where she came 
drink deep of the promise in my eyes... 
of mist and midnight skies
 
I drown in fathomless dreams 
and in the reeking mire of virtue scream 
I yearn to sell my very soul 
(And you shall 
for none so dark & sinister 
will arise to embrace the Arts) 
Do What Thou Wilt 
until the stones in my heart stand still 
regardless of the cost to your repugnant god
 
The last May frost may blight the crops 
and will never be ascribed to be heavenly dog 
or nature, but infernal tasks... 
"By your cursings and imprecations 
you wrong both Man & beast 
by whatever whim you serve 
of the Devil your leige"
 
Tie belief to the trinity, and seven ways 
will be wrought to condemn thee 
conspiring to cull the pagan ways
 
Twist back their lies, personify their needs 
the war begins by Satanic decree 
if Evil we be, we will our lives... 
To mist and midnight skies
 
(I will avenge the deaths of a thousand burning children) 

Be bound to a covenant with us in our hellish league 
and bring the host of the nazarene to their knees 
breath the life of an entity never-born 
darkness now descend in raven form 
the words, the burning rasp, vibrate the cosmic thread 
Arcturus is risen Queen, hold forth the severed head to me
 
I pour my lovelorn kisses at your feet 
raper of all my worldly enemies
 
Lycanthropy, please poison me 
send acausal instincts crawling my brain 
take me, Mistress, until perversion is fed 
Dark Magick pleasures weaved under the jewelled moon-head 
the cross-stick will fade when the usurper hangs 
for now we congregate where once my angel sang
 
That night they came and took her away from me 
I lost the woman I loved and I learned how to curse 
and to spit in the face of their... "god" 

We will ride again 
in the midnight skies

May dreams be brought that I might reach... 
the gentle strains of midnight speech 
and frozen stars that gild the forest floor
 
Through the swirling snow 
Volkh's children come 
to run with me, to hunt as one 
to snatch the lambs of christ 
from where they fall...

Through acrid clouds of summer flies 
the garden swells with a thousand more wise 
Forever flung to celestial dreams 
clawing at the grave of the dead nazarene
 
I watch the storm approaching 
the darkness calls my name 
the trees are growing restless 
they feel the season change 
their fruit has putrified 
forbidden once and bound to die 
the thread of life lies severed 
on the brink of paradise
 
Grinning winds of hate unfurled 
dash towers tall that grip the sun 
talons stretch her veil 
reclamation, our time has come...
 
Autumn spreads its golden wings 
and lays the path for those unseen 
a tangled web of evil spun at last... 
Winter spawn from barren thighs 
to readdress, to slay the blind 
and throw the reins untethered to the skies
 
They pray to the full moon rising 
Diana moving with such infinite grace 
wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall 
how many secrets can they read by your face?
 
Will they know of majesty 
of beauty held in dream-dead sleep 
and scarlet seas that bleed the frozen shores? 
Will their "god" of bridled love 
assuage our rule from planes above 
or shrink in fear from Chaos roused for war?
 
WAR!
 
Wrest askew the nails 
that have held you, lurking deep 
September prayers are waning 
burn the shrines of fettered sheep 
Spearhead the insurrection 
of a world that seeks no end 
"We are what we are, what we shall be, again..." 

Appear; draped in terror 
to the comfort of your kin 
Stain the milky sunset red 
and let the other in...
 
Summer's dying...